We can think of no better way to celebrate the gift of 86-degree January temperatures than piling into the Defamer shortbus and freezing our lanyards off in Park City for the 2009 Sundance Film Festival!
Sundance emperor Robert Redford delivered his annual State of the Festival address this afternoon, where the event's 25th anniversary collided with the bittersweet black hole better known as "now."
1/14 — Interesting night last night: ERIC DANE at Joan's on Third, strolling around on his cell phone, yapping away, trying to look important. Nearly didn't recognize him - he weighs at least 40 pounds less than I thought he would. Made some snide comment to my friend that he looked like he had cancer - to which she reminded me HE DID. I'm going straight to hell. [Hollywood PrivacyWatch is written by and for Defamer readers; send your sightings to tips@defamer.com.]
Whether or not Josh Brolin was drunk again last night's NBR ceremony, his speech featured so much gin-soaked verisimilitude that we fully expected him to end it by slur-shouting, "Josh Brolin's got issues!"
· Music Reacharound News: Metallica, Jeff Beck, Little Anthony and the Imperials, Run-DMC and Bobby Womack will all be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
1/14 — At the Clipper game, ED HELMS sitting behind the basket with some agent type. Cute in person, seemed to enjoy the game, acted like a normal fellow. To screw up this nice sighting, enemy to anyone with taste, BEN LYONS was toddling around with that other E! anchor, Saul and/or Sway and/or Quaddus. Saul had floor seats, Ben was a couple rows back, sucking down what looked to be cherry daquiris, flailing his arms around uselessly, and screaming at the male cheerleaders. I swear to God, I can't swing a dead cat in this town without hitting that toolbag. [We know, we know — just swing it hard. Hollywood PrivacyWatch is written by and for Defamer readers; send your sightings to tips@defamer.com.]
Finally, Mickey Rourke has met his romantic match: Bai Ling, an actress/red carpet fixture/visionary who has the ability to look at two lanyards of approximate nipple-width, then use them as a blouse.
As we navigate the jaded doldrums of mid-awards season, let's pause a moment to give the BAFTAs some credit for spiking its 2008 awards nominations with some counterintuitive, even self-loathing surprise.
Well, this is no way to treat that nice old man who bought you some new knockers! Now that Girl Next Door Kendra Wilkinson has escaped, she's revealing all about Hugh Hefner—and their sex life.
Greetings from Park City, where Defamer today launches its journey into the heart of hype, underdogs and testicle-shrinking cold. More on that a little later, but for now, we're thawing out with the latest headlines:
1/14 — NICOLLETTE SHERIDAN in all white (white Adidas sweats, white workout top with white sports bra) at Benihana BH for a 5[?]-year old's b-day dinner. She looked less tabloidish than expected and actually looked good. No makeup, hair pulled back. She seemed to be enjoying the kid's celebration. Michael Bolton gets seconds to a little kid? Sad. [Hollywood PrivacyWatch is written by and for Defamer readers; send your sightings to tips@defamer.com.]
Much of the country did manage to witness the offending digit-extension (above), however. That in turn elicited 18 separate complaints to the FCC from outraged Americans—citizens not all that different from you or us, save for their distaste for Aronosfky's obscene (but artistically assured) hand gesture. From the LAT:
Maybe Jeremy Piven isn't off the mercury—after all, his attempt to justify his recent behavior to Good Morning America was oilier than a soy sauce-slathered eel roll.
